Carrie's Lesson

by Brooke I was like any other kid when I was younger - curious about that little slit between my legs and the glorious sensations it gave me. When I was around six years old I remember going out into the woods with one of my girl friends and sharing peeks at our pussies.We also enjoyed sneeking a look at my friend's little brother, feeling so wicked as we stared at a four year old's little pecker. That was about the extent of my experimentation with sex, until I was around 10. That's when I caught my older sister getting herself off. Carrie is three years older than me and we are very close. She was a great sister back when we were kids. We lived out in the country and there were many times during the summer when we were all we had for playmates. My parents would go into town about once a week to go dancing or to a movie and they had my sister babysit. Carrie looked forward to staying up late and followed orders to have me in bed by 10p.m. I often would rebel and do my best to stay up late with her, and the few times we fought was around this time in our lives. She seemed so intense and insisted that I honor the bedtime set by our parents. I couldn't understand what the big deal was - why couldn't I stay up late too? One night I decided I would go to bed without any conflict, but I was bound and determined to stay awake and see what Carrie was up to. I thought that maybe she was having a late rendevous with some boy, and I was bound and determined to find out who it was. My bedroom (and everyone else's for that matter) was upstairs. After about an hour I could hear Carrie come up stairs and sneak into our parents bedroom. I heard the sliding closet door open. Then Carrie went down stairs. I waited a few minutes, then crept out to the landing of the stairs and listened. The stair well was open on one side looking out into the living room. By lying on the floor I could lower my head to the point whre I could see the whole living room. I was shocked by what I saw!! To the left was the TV and Carrie had a video tape running. I saw for the first time this huge hard cock in close up and it was being stroked franticly. The scene then switched to a close up of a swollen pussy that was glisening from juices that had been smeared on its lips, and a hand working in tight little circles at the top. The next scene showed that it was a man and a woman facing each other on a bed, each playing with themselves!! My pussy tingled at the sight of it. Now I had played with mine a bit and enjoyed the sensations, but I had no idea at the time what all those nice feelings could lead to! And I certainly didn't know that other people did it!! I looked over to my right, and there on the couch was Carrie, her legs drawn up to her chest and spread. She was in her nightgown and her hand was very busy between her legs. I watched for about a good ten minutes, my head pounding from being in the position I was in - not comfotable at all, but unwilling to give up watching the incredible scene before me. Almost from the first minute I had been laying on my hand, cupping my aching pussy, and slowly humping it. I felt for the first time a wetness, but could see from the video that that was quite normal for an excited pussy. Suddenly Carrie's head tilted back and I could hear a wimper within her rapid breathing. She worked her pussy at a frantic pace for what seemed like half a minute or so then, dropping her legs down to the floor, she just sat there breathing like she had just run a hundred yards. I couldn't take it any longer. I got up quietly and started down the stairs. I saw Carrie grab for the remote and shut off the VCR. She got up and turned toward me. " What are you doing up - you're supposed to be in bed!" She seemed very mad at me, and I got mad in return. " I saw what you were doing Carrie - watching one of dad's tapes. And I saw what you were doing on the couch." "You saw nothing, now go to bed or dad's gonna hear about this." "Tell him, and I'll tell him you were in his closet and was watching his movies." I fired back. We fought for some time, but after a while Carrie could see that she had a lot more to hide than I did. After all, all I did is get up because I couldn't sleep. I told Carrie I wanted to know what she was doing with herself. She kept insisting for some time "nothing" until I told her that I'd just describe what I saw to mom and have her explain it to me. Carrie looked terrified. She finally agreed to tell me.We sat on the couch and she went into a little detail as to what she was doing and what an orgasm is. I was so excited I felt light-headed and wanted to try it for myself. After some more lengthy debate, I managed to get Carrie to give me some one on one instruction. I placed a pillow on the coffee table in front of the couch and sat down in front of Carrie. Carrie lifted up her nightgown abit to reveal that she was wearing no panties, and raised her legs up and spread them wide. "I can't believe I'm doing this" she said. I was facinated by her pussy. Two puffy mounds with just the slightest wisp of hair glowed a deep red like she was sunburned. In the vally of her slit poked swollen dark red inner lips. She looked down at herself and slowly pried open the lips. At the top was a tear drop shaped bulb of tissue that reminded me of a pencil eraser. "This is a clit. It gets hard and very sensitive when you rub it." I quickly stood up and lowered my pamjama pants, sat on the pillow and pulled my pussy open to check mine. I knew it was there, but didn't know the name for it. Carrie leaned over and studied my pussy. I asked her if I could do the same. I leaned over and looked very closely at her clit. I could smell the musky scent of her excited pussy and felt that tingle again. I asked her to show me what she was doing with her hand, because from where I was at the top of the stairs I could tell she was doing something, but couldn't see just how she manipulated herself. With some reluctance Carrie finally gave in and showed me the circular motion and fingers pushing on her clit just like I saw the woman doing on the video. I started working on myself as Carrie sat there and watched. After about five minutes I could feel those delicious feelings intensify, and my little clit get hard. My breathing increased and the tension was almost unbearable. "I feel like I have to cum again" said Carrie. And with that she started in her movements. She drew her legs up closer to her chest and parted her legs more. Her pussy pouted and looked swollen enough to burst. Within a couple minutes her pace was close to where she was when I saw her cum just a half hour or so before. Her face turned beet red and suddenly looking down at herself she pulled her pussy open and said " Oh...yea......I'm gonna .....cummmm. She panted and tore at her pussy like it was something that shouldn't be there and she was trying to remove it. After she got her breath back I tried again. I tried for some time but couldn't seem to get there. Fearing that our parents would be home soon, Carrie said we'd try agin another time, and got the VHS tape to put back in dad's closet. I went to bed, but was too excited to sleep. I couldn't believe how swollen I was. I couldn't keep my hands off of it. Finally I rolled over and cupping my pussy with both hands, I humped against my hands. Within a minute or so I suddenly felt this rush of energy and delious pulses eminating from my pussy. It throbbed and throbbed like it had a life of it's own and I almost screamed from all the intense feelings! My first orgasm! We never did do it in front of each other again, though we often would compare notes and techniques as we got older. I love my sister dearly and will never forget that night when she taught me about the glorious world of cum.